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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458407" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Million Man March Poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night has been long,<br>The wound has been deep,<br>The pit has been dark,<br>And the walls have been steep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under a dead blue sky on a distant beach,<br>I was dragged by my braids just beyond your reach.<br>Your hands were tied, your mouth was bound,<br>You couldn't even call out my name.<br>You were helpless and so was I,<br>But unfortunately throughout history<br>You've worn a badge of shame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I say, the night has been long,<br>The wound has been deep,<br>The pit has been dark<br>And the walls have been steep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But today, voices of old spirit sound<br>Speak to us in words profound,<br>Across the years, across the centuries,<br>Across the oceans, and across the seas.<br>They say, draw near to one another,<br>Save your race.<br>You have been paid for in a distant place,<br>The old ones remind us that slavery's chains<br>Have paid for our freedom again and again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night has been long,<br>The pit has been deep,<br>The night has been dark,<br>And the walls have been steep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hells we have lived through and live through still,<br>Have sharpened our senses and toughened our will.<br>The night has been long.<br>This morning I look through your anguish<br>Right down to your soul.<br>I know that with each other we can make ourselves whole.<br>I look through the posture and past your disguise,<br>And see your love for family in your big brown eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I say, clap hands and let's come together in this meeting ground,<br>I say, clap hands and let's deal with each other with love,<br>I say, clap hands and let us get from the low road of indifference,<br>Clap hands, let us come together and reveal our hearts,<br>Let us come together and revise our spirits,<br>Let us come together and cleanse our souls,<br>Clap hands, let's leave the preening<br>And stop impostering our own history.<br>Clap hands, call the spirits back from the ledge,<br>Clap hands, let us invite joy into our conversation,<br>Courtesy into our bedrooms,<br>Gentleness into our kitchen,<br>Care into our nursery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ancestors remind us, despite the history of pain<br>We are a going-on people who will rise again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And still we rise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maya+Angelou">Maya Angelou</a><div class=q>
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The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.

Under a dead blue sky on a distant beach,
I was dragged by my braids just beyond your reach.
Your hands were tied, your mouth was bound,
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